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According to some psychiatrists, Stalin belonged to the category of the worshipers of church of Satan, and at the same time, to God's fanatics: that would explain his transition from dark swirling seminarian to the head of the Communist Torquemadas, always in the name of a kind of cathegorical Dogma of punishment. Cloud Nothing, for the moment, do not seem inclined to soar in rankings, and they do not have promotional dates in Russia. While not showing a complex bipolarity and mustache, however, with the new album, Here and nowhere else (2014), they confirm and accentuate their proverbial melodies, as well as a pleasant oscillation between emo-as-you-must-do-it, and saturated distortions and cavalcades. The resident dictator is actually Steve Albini , but due to the nature of this record, we would have expected the plumed hand of the great J. Robbins of Burning Airlines. About aircrafts, the never forgotten Pilot to Gunner once explained that their name was prompted by a pun, in reference to the alleged sexual pleasure of rubbing against each other among hostesses and stewards, walking along the passengers seats. Now, apart from the fact that we will not ask anymore Coke traveling on Alitalia, more than to a cabin in the clouds, the new album of the trio from Cleveland suggests the subway wagon that is on the cover of Poised to break, by Sunday's best . Which they take as a reference almost always in their tracks. Their squirming in certain classy melodies, and autistic and seamless chaos à la Dinosaur Jr and Hüsker Dü creates a general mayem in which certain vocals à la Strokes would not bother too much, - ref. Just see Fear. They hit Rome recently. It seems that in the audience there were also Thony. One more reason we are pretty sorry we missed their gig. But you know, Rome's undegrgound on Monday evening is made of cardboard. Just like the covers of Sunday's best